Yea.. it's something different, I planned on it. I don't like it very much...but I don't want anyone

telling me what the hell is wrong with it or whatever, just...really tired of hearing bullshit lately.

so umm be nice and have fun reading it.

Could you imagine..

Sitting in a once;empty desk.

Your eyes following the windowpane.

And watching the skys of pure glossy white.

Your elbow is propped apon the desk.

Supporting your chin and head.

As your sinking into deep thoughts..

about what once, was said.

A smile appears apon your face.

Your eyes intranced like orbs.

You remember him watching you.

And you suddenly turn your head.

You see an image of him standing there.

He's waving and trying to speak to you.

You see his mouth moving away and away.

But you just can't hear any sound.

And then your smiles begins to fade.

You reach out for his touch again.

Your right arm extending to his form.

And just when it feels like it's about to touch.

His form shatters, like broken glass.

And you close your hand, then hit the desk.

Your eyes begin to form sudden tears.

Beating from your eyelids, and trying to escape.

You gasp for breath, then stand up with barely any strength.

As your body wobbles from side to side.

You reach for the glass windows.

Being close to them, is the only feeling you can relate to.

Your breath lingers upon the glass.

You look outside, to see frozen earth.

Then as if not expected.

You see yourself in a reflection.

And you then cry even harder.

It feels to thick, to small in here.

And you can't handle the pressure of that ugly thing.

With all your strength you ram the image.

And you actually break the glass.

Your flying now.

Free from the classroom.

Free from the tears.

Free from the pain...

But you know what...

She will always remember...